Still feeling the kiss on his lips, Jun-ho took a breath.
— I was with someone. — He said.
— You were? — Salin tried to hide the surprise—and the hint of jealousy, that flickered across his face. — And how was it? — His eyes widened, studying every detail of Jun-ho's expression.
— It was good. — Jun-ho glanced down briefly, like he was recalling the moment. — I was traveling and met this guy. He was funny. For a second, he made me forget all this. When we kissed, nothing bad came up. He held me close, I held him too, and it could've gone further.
— That's good... — Salin's voice nearly cracked. — You've really moved on. — He said a little more firmly.
— Yeah, I... didn't feel anything stopping us from heading to a room.
— So you had sex. — Salin added.
Jun-ho laughed.
